The demon clan fought on two fronts, in the eastern part of the flood wilderness, Di Jun took the demon clan to destroy the human race, and in the middle, he invited the ten elders of the demon clan to block the Wu clan. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

On the Wu clan's side, as soon as Di Jiang spoke, he attracted the attention of Candle Jiuyin.

"Big brother, do you really want to do this? Once this thing is exposed, I'm afraid it will cause more people to be greedy!"

"If you attract it, you will attract it, I want to see how many people it will attract!" Di Jiang naturally knew that this matter would cause a lot of fluctuations, but the matter had come to this point, and he had to do it!

"I support Big Brother's decision! Once we can survive this catastrophe, for tens of thousands of years, no one will pay attention to us. Houtu Zuwu spoke very confidently, she weighed the gains and losses in her heart, and had a back hand, so she said this.

"Sister Houtu has a point!" the Wood Ancestor Wu agreed.

"I agreed. Candle Jiuyin's eyes compared, for a long time, opened his eyes, and said.

Candle Jiuyin controls the law of time, not only can perceive danger, but also see a ray of the future, and his prestige among the twelve ancestral witches is second only to Di Jiang, hearing him say this at this moment, the rest of the ancestral witches also agreed.

"Okay, now that everyone agrees, let's do it. ”

When Di Jiang's words fell, he acted first, and there were words in his mouth, and one after another witch tricks emanated, and bursts of fluctuations surged out in the void, penetrating the barriers of the ten demon elders, and heading towards the ancestral witch hall.

As soon as Di Jiang moved, the other eleven ancestral witches also recited the witch recipe one after another, and the silent fluctuations made people not notice it at all.

At the moment when the Twelve Ancestral Witches recited the witch formula, the Ancestral Witch Temple, which was located at the bottom of the flood all the year round, began to shake violently, the mountains trembled, and the earth shook, as if it was like an earthquake, making a rumbling sound.

The Twelve Ancestral Witches suddenly opened their eyes, and shouted in unison, "Pangu Palace, come!"

Rumble!

The Ancestral Witch Palace, no, it was the Pangu Palace, which shook for a while, and then broke through the air, coming in the direction summoned by the Twelve Ancestral Witches.

"Look, what's that?"

"What is it? It looks like a palace!"

"From that direction, is it the Ancestral Witch Palace?"

Without waiting for everyone to see it clearly, the Pangu Hall suddenly came, as if in the blink of an eye, it had broken through the void, and bang! Without any warning, as soon as the Pangu Hall fell, it directly smashed a trace of the phantom of the world-destroying mill.

One after another, the fragments of the world-destroying mill scattered in all directions, emitting a terrifying momentum, and the power that could not dodge on the side only emitted an "ah" word, and it was wiped out by the fragments, leaving no sign of existence.

Bang bang bang!

The speed of the fragments was too fast, and the mountains directly turned into nothingness, which was worn out by the Great Grinding of the World, and the chaotic aura emitted collapsed the earth, and the earth could not bear the weight of the chaotic qi.

"Poof!"

At the moment when the Great Mill of Destruction was destroyed, the ten demon elders were also hit hard, and a wisp of world-destroying breath struck, and the nine demon elders were directly wiped out, leaving only one white elder with a head left.

"Chaos Spirit Treasure?!" the old man Bai exclaimed.

Rumble!

The thunder exploded, and countless great supernatural beings showed a look of astonishment, and then they all became excited, looking in the direction of the Pangu Palace, full of scorching heat.

Bai Lao didn't expect that the Wu Clan actually had a Chaos Spirit Treasure, and carelessly, the old friends who had been together for millions of years were instantly wiped out. This was Bai Lao's miscalculation, and he blamed himself.

But then, he exhaled, half of it was really surprised, and half of it was deliberate, this was Bai Lao's plan, provoking everyone's greed and accumulating great enemies for the Wu clan!

"The treasures of the world are those who live in them, and this thing is poor. A great supernatural powerhouse said without thinking about it, and an acquired spirit treasure gossip purple ribbon immortal robe covered his body, and stretched out one hand to the Pangu Palace.

"Delusional!"

Zheng Zheng Zheng!

The sword roared, and a sword-shaped spirit treasure pierced through the void, shattering the giant claws of the Great Avatar, and then, he sped away like lightning.

"Hmph! Who dares to be presumptuous in front of the poor road?!" A pinnacle supernatural powerman threw out a golden whip, and with a bang, smashed down the sword-shaped spirit treasure, and then a mountain-shaped spirit treasure blocked everyone, tightly, the withered old hands were fast and fast, shooting out five divine rainbows, and the mana was surging like a tsunami, crushing away.

"Who dares to touch the treasures of the Wu Clan!" Di Jiang roared, holding the Pangu Hall in his hand, banged, threw it away, and smashed it violently with unparalleled power, and the divine power was amazing!

"Not good!" The peak supernatural powerhouse immediately changed color, his figure flashed, dodged the smashed Pangu Palace, and swept to the side.

Despite this, passing by the Pangu Palace, he still suffered a little injury, and one arm was directly knocked into the sky with blood mist, swaying in the air.

Bang!

The mountain-shaped spiritual treasure left by the pinnacle great supernatural was directly crushed, turned into stone powder, and drifted away; many great powers were about to be overjoyed when they saw the spiritual treasure suddenly appear, and suddenly, a shadow covered it and covered it in the fear of everyone.

"No!"

Wow!

The blood is all over the sky, and the blood stains the sky of one side, turning into a rain of blood, swaying away, and all kinds of animals and plants soaked in the blood rain have grown, full of vitality, and full of spirituality.

"Chaos Spirit Treasure, you can't be defeated if you are not a saint!" said the peak supernatural who had just dodged with palpitations.

"Hmph! I don't believe it!" someone spoke, and there was no one to be seen, but the voice seemed to be in the ear, and it was extremely terrifying.

"Fixed!" An irresistible force pressed in the void and suppressed the movement of the Pangu Palace.

"Determine a heaven and earth, a saint or a half-saint?"

"The saint is in the world, and the purple qi comes from the east for 30,000 miles, such a scene, it should be a half-saint who has made a move!"

"I didn't expect that in the midst of the desolation, there are actually demi-saints?"

"No, it's not a half-saint, to be precise, it's a half-step mixed yuan powerhouse!" This is an old antique that has not been born for a long time, and its body reveals a rotten atmosphere, and it seems that it has suffered a catastrophe.

The half-step mixed yuan powerhouse is not defeated by the saint, but he is far above the peak quasi-saint, so he is called the half-saint.

Moreover, the half-saint is contaminated with a holy word, and naturally has a trace of the power of the saint, and the words of heaven and earth are just formed by the weakening of the saint's words, but in spite of this, it is not something that ordinary people can resist.

A faint figure appeared in the desolation, dominating one side, switching back and forth between the illusory and the real, standing safely, the void was not turbulent, extremely calm, this is to master its own strength to the extreme, every move will not destroy the heaven and earth, the real return to the basics.

"Pangu Palace, move!" Di Jiang was ruthless, and the Pangu Hall rumbled and swayed, directly out of the control of the half-saint powerhouse.

"Hmph! The Wu clan is also equipped with such a spiritual treasure?" The figure's face was blurred, and his voice was peaceful, but it had an irreversible domineering, "If it weren't for Pangu's sake, this seat would have beheaded you a long time ago!"

"Hand over the spirit treasure, this saint Rao will not die!"

The saint does not come out, the half-saint is almost invincible, and as soon as he opens his mouth at this moment, invisible pressure comes from all directions, surging like a tide, making people unable to disobey the mind.

"Roar!" Dijiang Hand Tray Ancient Hall, confronting the Half-Saint, his expression did not fluctuate in the slightest, "The things of the Wu Clan, who is worthy of moving, who dares to move?!"

Extremely arrogant, the tall body is like a gray wall, giving people a terrifying composure, immobile as a mountain, cold eyes, sweeping straight towards the half-saint.

"Look for death!"

The demi-saint did not have any abnormal fluctuations, and when he said it, it seemed to be extremely bland, without the slightest ripple, and a huge palm covered it, and in the plainness, only a trace of light flashed, just enough to cover all the twelve ancestral witches.